LET THE KITE FLY🪁

 

She looks at the sky,

With her dazzling eyes

A square of colours,

Flies over the sky

A big face, a long tail,

Red, Green, Blue and Yellow

Blinks of her,

Have faded away

"Mother", 

finally a word came

Why it is so far?

It is the way, it flies,

Up on the sky  

Who is the pilot?

It is a kite, No pilot,

Just a little boy, holds it's thread

Then, 

May I ask him to leave the thread?

No, You can't

It is the way it flies

So, let the kite fly.